The erotically-shaped urn is part of "21 Grams," a memory box devised by Sturkenboom to help grieving people feel the presence of their loved ones.

The title refers to the purported weight of the human soul based on a now-discredited study by Dr. Douglas MacDougall, an early 20th century physician who weighed patients before and after death to see if there was a change in weight, according to Snopes.com.

Besides the death-oriented dildo, Sturkenboom's memory boxes come with a perfume diffuser that can hold the departed's signature scent,and an iPod amplifier so the bereaved can play songs that remind them of the deceased, Dezeen.com reports.

The box can also hold other keepsakes related to the dead loved one, and comes with a brass keythat can be worn as a pendant, Yahoo! News reports.

Sturkenboom said an elderly neighbor inspired him to create the memory box.

"I sometimes help an elderly lady with her groceries and she has an urn standing near the window with the remains of her husband," he said, according to the Metro. "She always speaks with so much love about him but the jar he was in didn’t reflect that at all.

"In that same period I read an article about widows, taboos and sex and intimacy and then I thought to myself 'Can I combine these themes and make an object that is about love and missing and intimacy?'"

Sturkenboom hasn't officially marketed the boxes yet. He told The Huffington Post that the price hasn't been determined.

He also hopes that people focus on the reasoning behind the concept and not the sex aspect.

"I would much appreciate if the term 'sex toy' or 'dildo' are not the headlines," he told HuffPost by email. "It's a conversational piece. A metaphor."

This is one of those "oh, didn't know we needed that but thanks" kind of things. I woke up today in a world without dildo-urns, now I can rest tonight knowing that they're a thing.

I dunno though, this whole memory box idea is too weird for me. It's like some Leftovers* type shit, just torturing yourself with constant reminders of your loved ones. I don't think this would give me any sort of comfort or closure, I see it as something that could trap you in the memory of this person and prevent you from really moving on.

But hey, maybe I'm just cynical as shit (I am), there could be some good to come from this. First of all, I guess if you're old my theory doesn't really matter. Like if you're 85 and blastin yourself with your dead husbands ashes in lieu of goin for some new strange, I think that's fine cus it's not like you're really looking to start anew. And second, it could be the exact spice in the bedroom your relationship always needed. Remember that one spot that he could never hit while he was alive? Well no worries, ladies, because with your guidance his dead ashes will never miss it again. You'll remember him in a much better sexual light, and if I can speak on behalf of most guys, I'd say that's totally fine by us. If using an urn of my burnt up body as a dildo will make you think that I was better at sex when I was alive than I really was, then I say do it up. Anything to improve the legacy.

* If you didn't watch The Leftovers then you should, weird and sad as fuck but pretty awesome.